MAN'S FOLLY (an Earth poem)
Man said…
I shall make plains
Out of towering mountains
And, without sweat or pains,
Erase rivers like mere stains.
...and he does! He whispers...
I shall gather gold,
Dig deep into the Earth
And raid its strongest holds
For all that has worth.
...and he does! He shouts...
I shall make forests
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